by OftenBen

As they mature, they’re realizing, like Jill seems to, that the exploitation they experienced was essentially a labor rights issue.

I have four younger brothers. My mother dreamed of all five of us playing violins in churches hard enough that I got to do it a few time before I was ten years old. My parents had neither the money nor the backbone to raise me and my brothers in the picture perfect fundamentalist frame, so that plan petered out.

This article discusses the phenomenon more thoroughly.